Note: I am editing the ** in the title ‘cos I seem to have attracted some undesirable ads as a (possible) result. Let’s see how things go now..
That was the famous words uttered by a preschooler, in the Schwarzenegger movie Kindergarten Cop; his first venture into comedy if I am not wrong.
But no, that’s not what Caitlin was trying to teach me in my case. In simpler words, she had already made that observation after watching us change her little brother.
What tickled me was that she made this observation (koo-koo-bird is the local generally used Chinese colloq for the **willy, in kids-speak):
Caleb is a boy; he has a koo-koo-bird. Girls (like me) don’t have a koo-koo-bird. Daddee’s a boy; you’ve got a koo-koo-bird; but yours is so much bigger…
Okay, maybe tickled is the wrong adjective. In normal times I would be manly proud that a girl said that about my ahem. But in this case, you cannot blame me for feeling super inadequate that it was my own daughter telling me this, and it was a comparison made with an INFANT willy.
